Mr. Howell // Dan Howell x Reader

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I pull back from Dan, blushing a dark red color. I look down at the ground.

"I-I'm sorry (y/n), I just..." Dan says quietly.

"No, it's okay. I won't tell any one" I say, looking up at my tall teacher.

He nods and traces his finger along my jawline, lifting it up gently. I blush as a small smile creeps on my face. "I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"

A shiver goes down my spine and I nod. I step away from  him slowly and begin walking out of the classroom. All of the sudden, I feel a hand grope my butt. I jump and squeal, turning a crimson color. I continue walking, picking up my pace. I swing the other strap of my back pack over my shoulder.

I walk outside and pause for a moment a realize what I had done with my teacher. He is my teacher nothing else. I shouldn't have feelings for him. I can't. I have too much ahead of me. I am very intelligent. English is beat subject, I can do many things. If anyone finds our about what happened, I'll be dead. My future will be ruined.

I feel a little drop of rain hit the back of my neck. I look up at the sky and notice the grey, muggy sky ahead of me. ((Okay guys, here comes a confusing part. You will pick a choice and go to the part with the emoji I tell you to go to)) (💣) I hate rain OR (🍆) I love rain.

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I really hate rain. It just makes me feel so sad. I hate when the cold water fills up my hoodies and makes them feel all soggy and gross. It just makes me so upset and I hate being upset.

I sigh and stay under the trees, avoiding the rain. Shoving my cold hands in my pockets, I flip my hair out of my face. I come at a stop and the wind blows the leaves, causing me to get soaked. "FUCK!" I shout. I stomp on the ground and march to the library. (THERE'S MORE)

🍆
I love the rain. The way it beats against my dry skin. The gloomy clouds that match mood. It makes me feel like some one finally gets me.

I take in a breath of the cool, crisp air and continue walking. Doing an strut, that almost makes me feel like a model. I'm getting wet, but not nearly as wet as if I were running. I do a little twirl, making my skirt spin.

Everyone
I open the door and walk inside, the water making sloshing noises with every step I make. I scope around and see Louise and Maggie. I sigh and face palm. In hopes of them not seeing me I walk to the kids section. Only looking at the ground, I bump into someone. I look up at them, "I'm so sorry"

When I realize who it is, I groan. It's Alfie. He chuckles, "Aww did little whore get wet?"

I roll my eyes, "shut up, cunt" I say moving a strand of hair out of my face. "Why are you at a library anyway?"

He puts a finger over my mouth, "listen"

I hear crying. I cock an eyebrow and see Zoe run out in tears.

I remove his hand from my face, "did you break up with her?"

He nods, "there's another girl I want" he says, a smirk plastered on his face as he stands over me.

"O-oh really?" I ask, my cheeks a light pink.

"(Y/N)?" Phil's voice beckons from behind me.

I turn around quickly and see him, "oh. Sorry Phil"

Alfie chuckles, "I'll see you later" he says walking away, his hand brushing against my butt slightly. I squeal

"You okay?" Phil asks lovingly.

"Does it look like I'm okay?" I growl.

"I'll drive you home" Phil chuckles

I nod as he puts his arm around me, despite how wet I am